"Yes, youâre impressive." Shu Xing surprisingly didnât argue with the other party and directly gave a thumbs up.
This made Dao Xuzi a bit embarrassed instead.
Yang Ruxin quickly pulled Gu Qingheng up and smiled, "Grandfather, the atmosphere at home is so oppressive, not because youâre angry? You scared us just now." Because she considered the Shu Family as her own family, she cared about the eldersâ emotions, which was a form of respect. "We thought you didnât approve of us using such underhanded means, so..."
"What do you mean by underhanded?" Shu Xing glared at Yang Ruxin, "In dealing with matters, you must respond appropriately to people. What youâve done, is it half as underhanded as the Gu Family?" He suddenly gave a bitter smile. "If I hadnât been so concerned with a scholarâs dignity in the past, thinking that a scholar should maintain face, I wouldnât have ended up seeing white-haired elders burying black-haired youngsters, nor watched my daughterâs bloodline being so sullied..."
Yang Ruxin glanced at Gu Qingheng, who patted her hand.
"Xinxin, you did what I always wanted to do but didnât have the courage to." Shu Xing tilted his head back, swallowing the tears in his eyes, "Well done, it takes a wicked person to deal with another wicked person."
Yang Ruxin secretly pursed her lips, she had turned into the wicked person now.
Gu Qingheng tightened his grip on her hand.
Yang Ruxin smiled at him nonchalantly. She was just being self-deprecating, she didnât mind at all.
"Thatâs right, one should not be too pedantic. Those who repay evil with virtue and virtue with evil, in my view, are just fools. I have always advocated that evil will reap evil and good will reap good." Dao Xuzi waved his hand as he spoke. "Alright, if things are settled, shouldnât we have a banquet to celebrate? In three to five days, news will reach Beijing, and then to the Emperor... Although the current Emperor is not very wise, he is not a fool either, and he uses people adequately. That position of Chief of the Ministry of Rites needs a new occupant."
"Minister of Rites," Yang Ruxin remarked.
"The Ministry of Rites, isnât that the department that teaches etiquette? But their family is so corrupt, does Gu Sheng still have the face to be the Minister of Rites? Has the Emperor become senile too?"
Everyoneâs lips twitched. Perhaps only the old Dao Xuzi dared to speak so unabashedly about the Emperor.
Surprisingly, Shu Xing nodded in agreement, which shocked Yang Ruxin. "That makes sense." He suddenly looked at Yang Ruxin, "Xinxin, do you think your grandfather is old?"
Yang Ruxin quickly shook her head, "Not old at all."
"Then, if I were to take up an official position, what would Madam Ruyi think? After all, Iâm still quite lucid."
Yang Ruxinâs eyes flickered, and she couldnât help but exchange a glance with Gu Qingheng before looking at Shu Xing, "Grandfather, do you want the truth?" This old man was indeed filled with resentment, feeling that Gu Sheng was utterly unqualified to be Minister of Rites, yet the Emperor had entrusted him with this position for so many years, which frustrated him.
Shu Xing nodded, "Speak."
"Iâm not too familiar with court affairs," Yang Ruxin deliberated, "but I understand the importance of timing."
"Timing?"
Yang Ruxin nodded, "Now, Emperorâs reign is still vigorous, and although there may be some errors in appointments, no one is perfect, certainly not an Emperor. The current Crown Prince, although capable and recognized by the Emperor, faces countless uncertainties in the future... My husband is in the Crown Princeâs faction, and if you enter court now, you will surely be in the Crown Princeâs faction as well. Your abilities combined with the Shu Familyâs strength would be like adding wings to a tiger for the Crown Prince, but what about others? Would someone think the Crown Prince intends to replace the throne prematurely?"